Don't Mess With Time

Chapter Ten

Amber stared down at the rose in her hands and tried to figure out why Theresa would throw it to her.

Probably just to mess with her.

And that smirk she'd flashed when she'd seen the rose in Amber's hands...

That was just because she'd pulled off a prank.

Obviously

And, even more obviously, it hadn't worked.

It hadn't affected her at all.

Nope.

That was why she was going to throw the rose away.

Right now.

Her hand kept stroking the rose.

She was going to throw it out right... now!

She didn't.

She just found that she couldn't.

She saw Hilda coming over and she shoved it into her pocket.

"I heard we're starting Surviving Fairy Tales tomorrow. Can't wait to mess with some Evers," she said with an evil smirk.

Amber smirked as well and her mice twittered in her lap.

They'd had lunch in their respective schools for the first day while getting acclimated to the new surroundings and it had just ended.

Dede turned around and looked at them fervently.

"They're coming," she whispered quietly.

Amber and Hilda both looked up and watched as they both their mothers coming.

The two walked in sync, just as they did in the future.

Hester had her evil scowl and looked distastefully at any that passed by.

One new Never dropped their pencil in front of them and went to pick it up, but as he saw the look on Hester's face, he paled and scurried away from her with his pencil lying on the ground long forgotten.

Hester didn't spare him another look as she and Anadil, plus Dot (but she wouldn't have given her a glance as she cheerfully greeted their fellow classmates, walking just a few steps behind them), walked toward their table.

Hilda threw his tray away and glared at Dede until she followed suit.

"But I wasn't done!"

"You can turn anything into chocolate. You're going to be fine," Hilda snapped.

Amber normally would have added onto what Hilda said, but she was preoccupied by running her finger up and down the rose in her pocket.

Hilda glanced at her and raised an eyebrow as if asking what was wrong.

Amber shook her head as if to say to not worry about it and Hilda nodded.

She strode up confidently to Hester.

She met her mother's cold gaze.

"What's next?" she asked.

Hester cracked the bare minimum of what could be considered a smile.

"Now you get your room."

Hester spun on her heel and the Covens, both old and new, followed after her.

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Hester and Anadil walked close together, though not how Hilda and Amber were accustomed.

Usually they walked with about an inch between their shoulder, looking as if they were perpetually ready for a fight and would be prepared to protect each other.